I know that a lot of parents joke about inevitably forcing their children into therapy as adults—trying to cope with the psychological damage we inflict on them when they are young. I often think the same thing whenever I find myself yelling irrationally at my children—especially my daughter—over their messy rooms, their seemingly constant fighting, …
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A Mother’s Guilt, Continued
I guess it’s just one of those days when I am destined to feel guilty—guilty that I have to go to Boston for work tomorrow (even though it is for just one night); guilty that I can’t bring my daughter to her dance dress-rehearsal because of my trip to Boston; and now guilty that I …
A Book for My Son?
A few days ago, I wrote about rushing my son out the door on our way to school, and how I inadvertently caused him tremendous stress, thinking we were going to be late. Well, today I got a whole new understanding of what my repeated use of the words “Come on,”—and the anxiety they create—could …
a Book for My Daughter 